Cat.
Eventhough I smack you, I shout at you, I step on you (accidentally), I pinch you.
You’re still there for me. You still come up to me and purr.
Even when I’m down, I’m sad, I’m crying, even. You just come up to me, reach your paws to me, as if nothing happened between me and you.
I’m so sorry cat. I’m really sorry.
Thank you for coming into my room and being there for/with me, cat.
Eventhough you can’t talk, you don’t understand me, but just looking at you makes me go emotional. Despite everything I’ve done to you in the past, you still come up to me and (I think la) still love me.
You don’t judge me. You don’t think bad about me. I never get paranoid when I’m around you. In fact, I feel calm when I see you around.
You just sit there, and you are always there.
Why can’t I be like this when I’m around people? And why can’t some people be like you?
Yes, I’m literally talking about a cat.
Not some random girl that I gave the nickname cat.



